The voice of the Black Marquis grew more respectful.
"The servants will immediately attend to it and search for more people for you immediately."
The scarlet giant eye coldly gazed down at the trembling shadow on the platform.
Moments later, the red glow in the eye slightly diminished.
That terrifying oppressive pressure weakened accordingly.
"Get lost, you waste, don't disappoint me again."
"Yes, my great lord!"
The Black Marquis spoke with his head down, maintaining a prostrate posture, and gradually moved backward.
Only when he reached the edge of the stone steps did he dare to slowly rise.
Along those seemingly endless circular stone steps.
He walked towards the place illuminated by light.
When the Black Marquis re-emerged at the surface entrance.
A royal elder, bent with age and with a face covered in wrinkles like dried bark, had already been waiting respectfully at the side.
"Lord Black Marquis."
The elder bowed deeply, his voice hoarse.
